



Strangers
I was determined to do everything I could to have my ship again. I was a captain; and a captain could not be a captain if he did not have his boat and a crew of course. I would do anything that could be done to have the pearl again. I had him so close, but again Barbosa dared to steal him from me. That jerk Gibbs didn't even have the ability to guard my ship. Curse you! I've been through many strange situations, even the looks and advances that Elizabeth Swann insisted on giving. She dared to say that her heart was Will Turner's, but I know that deep down, her feelings are for me. My dear, Captain Jack Sparrow is not a one-woman man. Sorry! Of all the strange things I've been through, none dared to be as eccentric as you are. Spending weeks stranded on an island, isolated and lonely would have been less stressful. I say this truly. A man with red hair and huge eyes. A pale man with a frightening look. A man with a dead animal on his head. These men. It took weeks to spend next to these unique creatures. Perhaps I could have regretted having accepted them on my makeshift ship. Perhaps capturing the pearl alone would have been a lot quicker, since those bizarre creatures didn't really know what it meant to be a pirate. But still, maybe it was a good thing. I don't know, maybe you need to read it and find out with me. So let's go!
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